I want to cry,
I want to scream,
I want to let go,
Let go of myself,
Of my frustrations.
Can't you see?
I'm dying inside,
The broken look in my eyes,
How I never smile and mean it?
Why can't you see me holding in all of my frustrations?
YOU ARE READING
Adventure to my Thoughts
PoetryPoems and quotes that define me in an abstract sort of way.
